'Things that I actually like and actually wanted to learn?' Peng Mingzhu carefully thought through the words Wei Kangnuan asked. 'Do I even have any?'
"Hm… If you are having a hard time, how about things that you do that bring you happiness?" Wei Kangnuan decided to change his question into something else.
'Things that bring me happiness…' Peng Mingzhu once again carefully thought about his words thoroughly, almost being able to taste them at the tip of her tongue. "Things that make me happy… Maybe writing about my imaginations?"
"Writing about your imaginations?" Wei Kangnuan repeated with a question. "You like to write?"
"Yes," Peng Mingzhu nodded with a slight hidden smile on her face. "Every time I feel stress, sadness, anguish, or happiness, I'd write them down into a story to let people read."
